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Do you come on like Shorty George and me?
Just speel some jive, we ll dig you out, you see.
Well, all reet!

Are you ready?
Yes, we re ready, Joe!
Jumping steady?
Jumping steady, Joe!
You look solid, Joe,
All I want to know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

You can get it
Yes, we get it!
If you set it
Yes, we set it, Joe!
Come on, let me go,
All I want to know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

I m like the tree,
I m all root,
Hep to the jep
What it s all aboot!
Stashed like a top,
Don t miss a stop,
I dig my kicks from the groovy lot!

Are you really?
Yes, we re really!
Trilly frilly? Woo-woo!
Woo-woo!
I don t go Navaho,
Come and let me know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

Are you ready, Joe?
Yes, I m ready, old man!
Jumpin steady, Joe?
Jumpin with the jive, Jack!
Then all we to know...
What do you want to know?
Are you all reet?
Jump in the groove and go!

Yes, he s all reet!
Yes, he s all reet!

I m like the tree,
I m all root,
Hep to the jep
What it s all aboot!
Stashed like a top,
Don t miss a stop,
I dig my kicks from the groovy plot!

Are you really?
Yes, we re really!
Trilly frilly frilly frilly frilly?
Woo-woo!
Now, don t go Navaho,
Come and let me know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

There s one thing we want to know,
Are we solid; do we send you, Joe?
We are ready and we want to know:
Are you all reet?

I znowu deszcz
wolno kropi
na ciemnoszare płaszcze
i czarne samochody.
Spadające krople
kołyszą się nad miastem
jak fontanny kolorowych świateł.
W deszczu mokną bohaterów pomniki,
krople uderzają lekko o szyby.
Tęczowe kałuże,
miasta krajobrazy.
Zamyślone oczy,
zamyślonej twarzy.

Srebrne krople
w powietrzu rozmazane.
wolno wirujące...

(Full vocal mix)

Can you see what I can see, the future?
Do you feel the way I feel in this life?
Do you believe in what I believe in?
Time of change to set the new feel so

Come to me, and take my hand
Come...

Well your father lends us a car,
If we just won t go too far.
And we always seem to come home late
In t that funny

Well your family is so afraid
Cos our love keeps growing stronger
And they really don...

Check out the scheme of a dream, thick fog all around me
Standing in a tunnel of blood, hounds surround me
Shadow of a child, my eyes visualize and figure
And as you walked backwards the shadow grew bigger
Temptation made me curios to follow it...

Hay un tipo dentro del espejo,
que me mira con cara de conejo.
Oye tú, tú que me miras:
¿es que quieres servirme de comida?

Soy un macarra,
soy un hortera,
voy a toda hostia por la carretera.

Soy un macarra,
soy un hortera,
voy a toda hostia por la carretera.

Oye tú, no te acerques demasiado,
busco pelea y está...